By Joan Clayton: PNT columnist I heard a story about a daddy and his two little girls, ages 9 and 5, who lived close to the beach. One day they all decided to go for a swim just a little way out into the ocean. Before the daddy realized it, a current had taken them […]

By Joan Clayton When our youngest son Lane and his wife came to see us when their daughters were small they sometimes went home at night. They dressed their little girls for bed, and after the goodbye hugs and kisses, they tucked them in their “car” bed and drove the two hours home. My granddaughters […]

By Joan Clayton: Religion Columnist “Someone is waiting for someone to leave or someone to arrive,” I thought. We were in an airport terminal. I looked around at the teary faces of people waiting to say their last goodbye. I also watched those happy expectant people waiting to hug a loved one “hello.” “How much […]

By Tonya Fennell: Cannon Connections My daughter doesn’t look like me. Although I had hoped and prayed for a little mini-me, my husband’s DNA won out. Even in her first pictures (which were black and white ultrasound shots), people would comment on how much she already looked like my husband. However, my husband said the […]

By Tonya Fennell: Cannon Connections When you look up the word mother in the dictionary you find the following definition — a woman who conceives, gives birth to, or raises a child. Oh, if it were only that easy. As a military wife and mother of four I know that being a mother is a […]

By Joan Clayton : Religion Columnist Kallie had planned to stay all week. For three days, my 7-year-old vivacious granddaughter and I played every game imaginable. We ended up “playing school” every day. Kallie, “always the teacher,” dictated many assignments. I could never make above a “C” on my papers. I complained and asked Kallie […]

By Joan Clayton: PNT Religion Columnist My granddaughters, Traci 7, and Kallie 4, looked out the window and ran through the house shouting: “Daddy’s home! Daddy’s home!” When Daddy came through the door, he had to brace himself for two happy little girls running to their daddy’s arms. He picked them up as they almost […]

Joan Clayton “Someone is waiting for someone to leave or someone to arrive,” I thought. We were in an airport terminal. I looked around at the teary faces of people waiting to say the last goodbye. I also watched those happy expectant people waiting to hug with a “hello” for a loved one. “How much […]

By Joan Clayton: PNT columnist Every day can be Father’s Day Who can know a father’s love for his child? A true father will move heaven and earth for his child in need. His love extends beyond all earthly experiences and when it is all said and done you will hear him say, “That’s my […]